Chen Lin smiled faintly at Li Xiaoping's words.
"Why would you say that, Fellow Daoist Li? As the saying goes, money in one hand, goods in the other. We seem to still be bargaining, without having agreed on a deal."
"You!"
Li Xiaoping's face flushed with anger, but she had no idea how to refute him.
Seeing this, Chen Lin waved a hand.
"Forget it. I value my word above all else. Since you proposed the trade first, Fellow Daoist Li, I'll grant your wish."
With that, he reached out and produced another Silkworm Bottle.
He shook the bottle containing finger sand, poured out roughly half, then sensed the contents.
There were about a thousand grains.
Then he said to Saili of the Horned Eye Clan, "As it happens, I collected two thousand grains of finger sand. Since our fellow daoist from the Horn-Eye Clan needs it, I won't keep any for myself. You can each have half, and neither of you needs to fight over it."
This distribution left Li Xiaoping with nothing to say.
Saili's eyes flickered twice.
He said gravely, "I can take all two thousand grains as well. I'm willing to offer five starlight stones of the same size. What do you think, Fellow Daoist?"
Li Xiaoping's expression changed.
She suppressed her anger without turning hostile and looked at Chen Lin, waiting for his decision.
She only had this one starlight stone and could not raise her offer any further.
Chen Lin shook his head faintly.
"Going back on my word isn't my style. Since I said half each, there's no reason to change my mind."
A cold gleam flashed through Saili's eyes.
Then he smiled.
"Then let's do that. Since you're so honorable, Fellow Daoist, might I ask which faction you come from? I'll be